dramatic death

Chapter 137 Variation

Reality is always stale and boring.

They are like bread that has been placed on the refrigerator for many years. Once it is forgotten, it will dry into a hard solid.

Dong Tiantian still remembers that terrible morning.

At that time, he was sitting on the co-pilot seat of the suspension vehicle, looking through the blurred window at the unchanging waste in the "garbage dump", broken reinforced concrete and abandoned vehicle machinery stacked together, the dazzling sunlight gliding through The dusty curtain wall of the old building is reflecting the phantom of their hover car.

It was the third day they left school. There was no food, no water. The initial joy had been exhausted with the passage of time, leaving only a long period of daze and growing doubts in fear.

Was leaving school really the right decision?

Can we really live without school?

The more than a year-long "feeding" life greatly stimulated Dong Tiantian's desire to resist, but it was not until he left the "Little Garden" that he realized that he actually did not have the ability to survive independently in the ruins.He is not an aborigine of the abandoned capital, and he has never been a homeless man. He is just a "student" who is unwilling to abide by the "rules", and has never understood the shadow of "the weak and the strong" in this world.

He didn't know how to find food in the ruins, he didn't know how to avoid the all-pervasive city surveillance, he would even tremble the moment Wen Qiu stopped the hover car, fearing that he was going to get off the car to find supplies.

What the hell is outside the car door?

Dong Tiantian held the doorknob, constantly recalling the black shadows he had seen in the previous nights.

The place they are in is the "abandoned city" - Deerlicott's processing plant for garbage waste, which houses the city buildings that were blown up after the outbreak of the seed virus, and countless people from all over the country. of domestic waste.

Those hard-to-degrade residues accumulated on the surface of the ruins, forming the bumpy ground under the suspended vehicle. Together with the broken reinforced concrete above the head, they cut out the sky full of various toxic gases in the ruined city.

They make up the city.

It also feeds various "monsters" in the city.

These "monsters" live separately in their respective territories and have lived with a unique code of conduct so far. For them, burning, killing, and looting are just impromptu sports after meals. Body.

Hiding in the darkness of the night, they had already spotted this slow-moving hover vehicle.

——That's why Wen Qiu didn't dare to change the route.

Teacher Wen and Dong Tiantian were still in a good mood the moment they rushed out of the school gate. Their mentality was like that of students who are about to take an exam.

But the holiday thing is like a double-speeded development game. "Students" usually have not tasted the sweetness of freedom, but they have already ushered in the pain of making up homework.Freedom is impossible, life is experiencing continuous torment, Dong Tiantian was forced to end his wonderful leisure time when he left the suspension vehicle for the second time to look for supplies - "jobs" of different shapes automatically rush Before his eyes, an iron rod hit his brain buzzing.

Those who should come will still come, and the mobs of the abandoned capital will never be absent.

Dong Tiantian withdrew his gaze from the window, took the electric baton assigned by the Academy of Sciences to his watchdog (Yan), opened the door and got out of the car, and knocked unconscious the "children" hiding under the car with the stick.

According to Mr. Wen after the raid, the aborigines in the abandoned capital probably set their eyes on them when the hover car stopped for the first time.They observed for a whole day and night, and found that the three people who came out of the car did not look like the police dogs of the Academy of Sciences. Even though they were wearing the standard uniforms of "Goose", their gestures were innocent and harmless.

And in a place like this, harmlessness is original sin.

They drive a hovercar with Academy of Sciences stickers on it like a flying vault.Wen Qiu denied the idea of ​​changing the route in his mind after Dong Tiantian was attacked. There is no way to change it. If they try to open up a new road, they will be killed by the wild dogs in the abandoned capital before they are free. up.

If the levitation car does not deviate from the route marked by the Academy of Sciences for a day, those hungry wild dogs can still maintain their sanity.But the end of this road is the white building of the Academy of Sciences. As long as they enter the outer protective net, they will be blasted to pieces on the spot because they have not passed the identity scan.

Enemy on the back.

Dong Tiantian pursed his lower lip, held the electric baton and opened the back door of the suspension car.

The suspension vehicle of the Academy of Sciences responsible for transporting the corpse box is as big as a transport vehicle. It is divided into two parts, the front is used to control the driving direction and rest, and the rear is used to carry cargo—of course, it is now used to place the corpse box up.

Yang Xu was in charge of guarding in the rear compartment. Usually, he would jump out happily when Dong Tiantian opened the door, but today he stopped for some reason, curled up in the depths of the compartment, like a pitiful puppy.

——"Yang Xu?"

Dong Tiantian called out tentatively.

no respond.

His vigilance soared to the critical value in an instant, the palms holding the electric baton were sweating, and the chill penetrated into his body along the pores, biting his consciousness like tiny bugs.

Dong Tiantian hesitated for half a second between the two decisions of "return to call Wenqiu" and "go up to have a look first". Might be a drag.However, it was really difficult for him to face the unknown status quo alone. He was afraid of something wrong with Yang Xu, or the possibility of Yang Xu "turning into a zombie".He couldn't break the neck of his classmate when he came up like An Qi, it was too exaggerated, he couldn't even think about the word "killing".

——How did things come to this point?

—Is it because of Christie's death?

No one told him the answer.

Dong Tiantian jumped onto the back door of the suspension car, held the electric baton in his hand, and took two steps forward.

He heard a small "rustling" sound.

This sound is like the friction between shoe soles and leaves, or the sound of insects chewing on leaves. It comes from the depths of the car, or from the body of the boy on the ground. It is like a broken data wave. chirping, and then suddenly.

Stopped abruptly.

There was no sound, and the dark carriage was as quiet as a coffin.Dong Tiantian looked at Yang Xu like a mollusc, bending his upper body forward and lying on the ground, it wriggled and crawled out of the darkness, like a huge fleshy worm.

It twisted its body, raised its head, its sweaty face was unnaturally red, and its eyeballs were rolled up to reveal the cloudy whites.

it says.

--"Hungry."

Just like now.

At the moment when the monster next to the fire hydrant box made a sound, Dong Tiantian swung his fire ax and chopped off his head.

His mouth was pursed into a straight line, and there was no superfluous expression on his face. The movement of making up the knife was as proficient as chopping meat, and he exuded an "irrelevant" aura invisibly.He chopped off Yang Xu's hands and feet, and then swung the fire ax to chop the monster's spine, but he didn't move the blood-red head at all, as if he was doing cold sashimi.

Xia Zexing in the stairwell was shocked by the scene on the spot, bending over the handrail and not daring to breathe.He walked down with trembling legs, afraid that if he made a sound, his teammates would regard him as an accomplice of the NPC.

He jumped over the unidentified objects on the ground, suppressing the acidic water in his stomach, and touched the water gun in the fire hydrant box. Halfway through the touch, he felt that this thing was not practical, and replaced it with a spare head without a hose attached. come out.

Dong Tiantian's movements didn't stop.

Looking at the blood spreading on the ground, Xia Zexing always felt that his teammates were only one step away from the madness.He wanted to interrupt the other party's useless work that was almost mechanized, even if he used the team chat room to chat face-to-face online, proper gags were good for physical and mental health, and it was better than suffering from PTSD after the game.

However, before he acted, someone interrupted Dong Tiantian's movements.

It was a black shadow with two long ears. It stood behind Dong Tiantian, and with his movements, raised the blood-stained safety axe.

That's a rabbit.

Xia Zexing thought.

It's that rabbit.

He took two steps back uncontrollably, and let out a hoarse cry the moment the ax fell.

"Dong Tiantian!!!!!!!"

……

About 3 minutes ago, at 18:17, the stairwell on the fourth floor.

Yin Tong stared at the smiling Han Zhaoyuan for a moment, and soon realized that this was just an NPC active in the instance.

It is different from Han Zhaoyuan in the dormitory, this one is just a "little monster" who can be hacked and killed at any time.However, with Yintong's combat power and its hard-carrying, it is a bit mentally handicapped. According to Chen Yan, Han Zhaoyuan is Han Zhaoyuan at all times, and his combat power is enough to be on an equal footing with An Qi. Even an NPC can rub everyone on the ground.

——"Of course, except classmate An."

——"If unfortunately we do meet," Chen Yan also had a headache when he mentioned Han Zhaoyuan when he was talking about the strategy, "If you can hide, try to hide as much as you can. Even if you run, you will be chased by him..."

——"There is no solution to this problem. It would be good if classmate An is free to help you deal with it violently. Others don't recommend fighting alone... If you have time, try your best to deal with it until the end of the game."

What to do if you don't have time...

Yin Tong looked up at the corner of the stairs not far away. Where Christie was still standing, a pair of pitch-black eyes were fixed on him, and the eyelashes were drooping, as if she was about to pounce on him and bite his neck off in the next second.

She is waiting for Yintong to send her to the rooftop.

And Han Zhaoyuan was waiting for Yintong to reply.

The two of them stood on two stairs, one up and one down, blocking all possible ways to move forward.Yin Tong bent his lips and smiled dryly, and opened the address book on the light screen with his hands behind his back. He tried to send An Qi a distress message, but received a pop-up system prompt at the moment of sending it.

His message failed to send.

Yin Tong looked at the reminder box floating in mid-air, and suddenly staggered back half a step.

……

[Player An Qi, has gone offline. 】